AFTERGLOW

Leaning back in the passenger's seat
Dimmed streetlights, crumpled receipts
Driving 'round with the baggage we've had
Holding onto the damage we packed

And I've never felt my own age
Reading the first chapter, living the last page
Holding on to the afterglow
When did we get to the end of the road?

Although it poses as inconsequential
Leaving you leaves me so sentimental
A challenge we couldn't foresee
Chose to ignore it
But it's time to face the reality

Torn between the familiar and new
Falling out of the love of my youth
From the start I was cautionary
Tiptoeing through life like it's temporary

And I've never felt my own age
Reading the first chapter, living the last page
Holding on to the afterglow
When did we get to the end of the road?

Although it poses as inconsequential
Leaving you leaves me so sentimental
A challenge we couldn't foresee
Chose to ignore it
But it's time to face the reality

Although it poses as inconsequential
Leaving you leaves me so sentimental
A challenge we couldn't foresee
Chose to ignore it
But it's time to face the reality